Today is a SNOW DAY! And I know that any of you living in a sometimes snowy place know what it’s like to have one!
It’s that day when you were a child and had the unexpected joy of no school because of a heavy snowfall. Or as a parent when your children got the day off, bundling up to build a snowman and have a snowball fight. Maybe making snow ice cream, or drinking hot chocolate after they came into the house with their cheeks pink and cold, their multiple snowy layers of clothes peeled off in a pile just inside the door a bit like Frosty melting and leaving behind his top hat and gloves.
I LOVE snow days, and have memories of a few special ones. Like the time my brother and I trudged to school in what seemed like very deep snow to me, and not a soul was around. Not the crossing guards, not any other children. We knew it was strange but weren’t sure what to do, so we kept going until the custodian shoveling outside our school stared at us and said, “What are you kids doing here? There’s no school today!” We were pretty annoyed that our mother seemed to be the only clueless one in the neighborhood. 🙂
And there was the time I was in college, and the large university I attended had never–as in never–closed for weather in their 100 year history. I had a mid-term exam I was not ready for, and I was so worried about it I could hardly sleep. Lying in bed, my radio came on as my alarm, with the announcement that the university had closed due to a blizzard of snow. To me, it was an incredible blessing from God to have an extra day to study!
Then there were the snow days with my children. I had so much fun with the three of them – so adorable, if I do say so myself! 🙂 Here’s a pic of my son James when he was tiny, with his best friend Joe, who was not so tiny! I remember them spending literally hours building a snow fort, and having an epic snowball battle afterward.
Fun snow days are nothing new, of course. Here’s a pic of my parents, long before I was born, enjoying being snow-bound at my aunt’s house in the countryside after a big snowstorm. They look pretty happy, don’t they?
Needless to say, though, not all snow days are fun days. Too many in a row make kids antsy, parents cranky, and drives to work and the grocery challenging. One plus of having a teen still at home? This morning, my son George went out to use the snow blower and shovel when I asked him to, promising I’d be out there to help him soon. I got a wee bit distracted while writing, and next thing I knew, he’d come inside having completely finished the job without me. I’d like to say that was normal, but to be honest I was shocked! Could he be expecting clean clothes in the morning? 😉
Here he is, bundled up long before he was a good snow shoveler.
How about you? Any Snow Day memories? And if you aren’t in a snowy place, I’d love to know if there are any equivalents to a Snow Day where you live!
By the way, I have a Valentine’s release that will be coming out on February 1st, titled It Happened in Paris. While there’s no real snow day in the story, there is a bit of rain and snow and kissing beneath an umbrella – how romantic is that?